I like taking photographs.
Frankly I don’t do as much photography as I would like, and most of my shots seems to be taken on holidays.
I don’t shoot people much, at least not with a camera, preferring to stick with scenery and nature. I thought I would occasionally stick up one of my favourites.
This one is a French hornet. He had been buggering around in the apple while I photographed him. None of the shots was up to much.
But then he came to see what I was at.
He was a big bastard. Those hornets are two to three times the size of an Irish wasp. He had a mean look in his eye too. And when you have hundreds of eyes, that is a lot of meanness
I quite like it.